<p> Quiz Show - Charles & Dick</p><p>Charles: Excuse the robes.</p><p>Dick: That’s all right.</p><p>Charles: The first decent night’s sleep I’ve had in months.</p><p>Dick: Thought I’d stop by before I head back to Washington. I got a 10 o’clock train.</p><p>Charles: Uh-huh.</p><p>Dick: We’re going to announce our hearings later on today.</p><p>Charles: Oh, really. As I exit the stage, you enter.</p><p>Dick: Well, don’t forget the world’s biggest classroom.</p><p>Charles: Oh that, well, it’s the world’s biggest something. (beat) Uh, how do you like it, Dick, you seem like a black coffee man.</p><p>Dick: Yeah, black’s fine.</p><p>Charles: Here we go. A toast – to escape. “It is the basket in which the heart is cartling down some awful battlement, the rest of life is dropped.”</p><p>Dick: King Bodoin.</p><p>Charles: Emily Dickinson, actually.</p><p>Dick: The one you lost on.</p><p>Charles: Oh, that. It seems the Belgian consulate has formally protested my ignorance.</p><p>Dick: Up at Cornwall, Charlie, your father said he felt like Leopold. Remember? You lost on one you knew, same as Stempel.</p><p>Charles: Well, I must have had a mental block.</p><p>Dick: I was there last night, you know and I could swear a smile crept across your face when you lost. Charles: I wanted to get off the show. You can understand that. Look, I feel like I’ve been holding my breath for 14 weeks. Why, what’d you think it was?</p><p>Dick: Look, I spoke to the committee, okay? We’re going to hold the hearings without you. I am not out to destroy you or your family. You go on, you live your life and God bless you.</p><p>Charles: Okay.</p><p>Dick: What I want to know, man to man – did you get the answers?</p><p>Charles: Man-to-man?</p><p>Dick: Yeah, just between us.</p><p>Charles: What is this? Is this still that business with Stempel? Dan says he’s not the most reliable fellow.</p><p>Dick: There’s a problem, Charlie. I found another contestant, a man named James Snodgrass. He says he got the answers, too.</p><p>Charles: You sure these people are telling the truth?</p><p>Dick: He put all the questions in a sealed envelope and sent them to himself registered mail. That was two days before he appeared on the show.</p><p>Charles: Doesn’t prove anything.</p><p>Dick: Hey, you don’t need to be a genius to connect the dots.</p><p>Charles: Well, don’t connect them through me.</p><p>Dick: Hey, don’t treat me like I’m some member of your god-damned fan club. Are you telling me everybody got the answers but you?</p><p>Charles: You’re so persistent, Dick, you know I really envy that.</p><p>Dick: Was it just the money, Charlie?</p><p>Charles: You’ll forgive me, but anyone who thinks money is ever just money couldn’t have much of it. Dick: Charlie, you wanna insult me, fine. But you can’t envy me at the same time.</p><p>Charles: Jesus, Dick, if someone offered you all this money to be on some rigged quiz show, instant fame, the works, would you do it?</p><p>Dick: No, of course not.</p><p>Charles: No, no, throw the whole thing in. The cover of Time, Dave Garroway, 50,000 a year to read poetry on television. Would you do it?</p><p>Dick: No</p><p>Charles: And I would? Honestly, Dick.</p><p>Dick: All right, look. Do me a favor. Don’t embarrass me. Keep your mouth shut. Don’t say anything. Don’t talk to the papers. Just disappear for two weeks. Please, don’t make me call you.</p><p>Charles: More coffee, Dick?</p><p>Dick: Nope, I better go. I don’t wanna miss my train.</p>